Echoes of Lost Peace

In the Sanctuary of therapy, she sits with a heavy heart,

Seeking solace, a tranquil restart.

Words elude her, trapped within her core,

As the therapist lends her ear, Her wisdom flows,

"Find peace within," the therapist gently imparts,

"Let go of the past and heal your wounded heart.

The world may be chaotic, but peace is within your reach,

Embrace the present, learn the lessons it can teach."

But she sat in silence, her words a tangled mess,

Unable to express the turmoil, the pain she can't suppress.

As she yearns for peace, she felt once before.

A vivid vision of the night of December 25, a memory she holds.

Festive lights adorned the balconies with glee,

Christmas, Diwali, Eid, a celebration spree.

When the world danced with joy, adorned in grace.

Fairy lights, lanterns, a celestial display, As the world seemed to unite, showing it cared.

Yet as she struggles to form words of her pain,

She grasps the truth, her efforts in vain.

Peace, a distant melody she cannot reclaim,

Lost in the depths of nostalgia's domain.

Haunted by the echoes of a bygone night,

She clings to memories, losing sight.

She yearns for peace, yet she keeps it at bay,

Trapped in a cycle as her heart slowly decays.

The therapist nods, understanding her pain,

Knowing that healing will come with time's gentle rain.

But for now, they sit in silence, their hearts intertwined,

In this bittersweet moment, where peace is hard to find

And as the session ends, the girl walks away,

Carrying the weight of her sorrow, day by day.

She journeys inward, for healing is her learning.

With Time, Hoping she'll find inner peace and rekindle her life.